Rollercoaster

avocado toast

November 25th, 2019
F I N O L A

Two months later
"What do you mean you don't like avocado toast?!" Buck questioned as he was shoving his face with this trash he calls breakfast.

"It's fucking gross," I stated, leaning back in my seat. "plus it looks like vomit."

"You look like vomit." Braxton said looking up from his cereal.

I look up at him with my mouth wide open. This boy. Buck is in his seat laughing his ass off.

"Braxton that wasn't very nice," I said trying to keep a stern face "I'm gonna take away your iPad"

"No momma," he said with tears forming in his eyes "my friends are on there"

"Well don't be mean to people, alright?" I said "you can only be mean to Buck over there."

"What! No you can't" he laughed "shi-crap Braxton we gotta get you to school."

I usher Braxton towards the bathroom to brush his teeth while I brush his hair, he gets insane bed head.

"Bye buddy," I kiss him on the forehead. "Bye babe." I kiss buck on the lips.

"Nasty." Braxton scoffs

"Haha bye guys." I wave one last time and close the front door.

I got a new job at a JCpenny at the mall about 30 minutes away from my house. I couldn't go back to the hospital knowing everyone was going to look at me different there, and my boss was a jerk. I honestly really enjoy this way more that I did being a receptionist, besides the pay of course. Minimum wage isn't really doing much for me taking care of a kid and four pets. Buck is trying to get me to let him help me out a bit, but I don't need his help. At least I'm too stubborn to let him help me.

"Where is it," I talk to myself as I look for my phone, which has been vibrating for the past 5 minutes. "Ah, there it is."

It's Athena "Hello?" I wonder why she's calling me? Shouldn't she be at work? Weird.

"Finola! Hen and I were about to go on a little shopping spree, we just wanted to know if you wanted to join?" She said almost immediately after I said hello.

"Uh yeah sure, just let me get ready real quick." I said as I heard a knock on the front door.

I walk over to the door and look through the peep hole and see...Ryan's sister?

I open the door and am immediately met with a slap to the face.

"What the hell RayAnn." I wince as my face stings

I look at her in complete shock, she's such a nice person, what's going on?

"What is wrong with you?" She yelled "First you lie about my brother hitting you, then you pretend to even give a shit and come to his fucking funeral, and now you just act like the good guy and make all these new friends like your boyfriend of six years didn't just die right in front of you? How could you even stand to live like this, live a lie?"

"I don't know what you're talking about Ray," I said backing back into my living room. "I didn't make up anything about our relationship, I didn't pretend to care, and just because he died doesn't mean I can't make new friends. For the past six years I wasn't even allowed to have my own friends, or freedom. Get the fuck off my property before I call the police."

I pushed her out of the door and slammed it right in her face. I could feel the tears running down my face.

"Fuck" I said as I cried my eyes out.

I walk into the bathroom and just stare at myself in the mirror. I'm fine. I know it wasn't my fault and I know I'm not in the wrong. I have the right to move on, right? I decide that instead sulking in my own misery I should get ready for my day with Athena and Hen.

I put on a yellow striped shirt and a pair of black jeans and added a few of my favorite rings just to jazz it up a bit.

I get out my phone to text Athena that I'm ready to go.

Me: Hey! Where should we meet?

Athena: I can just pick you up at your place if that's ok?

Me: that's fine, see ya in a few

Athena:👌🏾

I put a white pair of sneakers on along with my purse that I found in the depths of my bedroom floor. I should probably fix my hair a little better but you know what? They're my friends, neither of them will care!

Around 15 minutes went by and I got a text from Athena.

Athena: hey we're in the driveway.

I walk out of my front door, locking it behind me.

And of course, she's parked in the wrong driveway.